Friday: G brought me to Firestation at Bukit Timah there. Fucking nice place to chill.
Saturday: Went to granny place after that went to find Ian and then we went to Kent Ridge Park. I think I need more places like these.
Sunday: Went to eat Wanton Mee. Fucking long never eat ah. PP, then Prawning. I got like 10 mosquito bites on my legs and my whole leg looks like its swollen can.
Monday: Had training. Went to Ikea for dinner. Then went to Henderson Wave. First time, our plan didn't really cock up but the rain just has to spoil on.
Today is going to be training again. I'm getting so broke ah :( Sigh, these few days I think life is good just as it is but you just had to come back. Why bother why things are not going to change? Or it is just to make me feel like shit again? Everybody expects something from me. I swear nobody gives a fuck about how I feel. I'm tired of giving in and having to do everything all the time and people just don't understand and still fucking keep showing attitude. Damn... I think I lost my sense of control.